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I did not make this story, i simply felt it was to good NOT to repost. The real story is at http://avatar-airbender-porn.com/index.php/2011/12/01/avatar-the-last-fuckbender-chapter-five-the-slut-of-the-south/#more-428

Aang and Katara sat alone on the edge of one of the tree houses in the Freedom Fighters’ hideout. It was a warm night and there was a gentle breeze playing on their faces. Aang sat quietly, trying to figure out the best way to go about this. He was restless, like he always got now when he was around Katara. Whenever they were alone together his mind would just fill with the things they had done together. He hadn’t had any action from her, or anyone else for that matter, since the Southern Air Temple. But tonight he was determined that was going to change. He wasn’t going to just sit around and wait for things to happen anymore. Tonight he would make the first move. And there was more to the plan. It was all riding on him. If he played his cards right, he wouldn’t be the only one getting a piece of Katara’s ass tonight.

“Katara?” he ventured. Katara looked over at him. “Yes, Aang?” she said. Aang hesitated. “What is it, Aang?” she asked. “I don’t quite know how to ask this,” Aang said sheepishly. It was all part of the plan; the faked innocence and shyness. Katara looked at him steadily. “Just say it,” she said, “I won’t bite, Aang.” Aang hesitated. “You’re a really horny girl, aren’t you, Katara?” he asked finally. There was a moment of silence and Aang was afraid for a second that he had jumped the gun. But Katara just broke out laughing. “You caught me,” she laughed, “What can I say? I like a good fuck.” Aang smiled. The plan was working smoothly. “I can tell,” said Aang, “I mean, I did double team you with your brother a few weeks ago.” Katara smiled sexily. “Yes you did, you stud,” she winked, “and it was great.” Aang smiled again. “You kknow, Aang, I used to have quite a nickname back home,” said Katara, “they used to call me the Slut of the South.” She laughed merrily again. “I guess it’s because I would fuck anybody.” Aang turned to her. “But back at the Air Temple,” he said, “That was your first group experience, right?” Katara nodded. “That’s right,” she said, “it was my first time.” Aang pressed on, “And you liked it, right?” Katara laughed again. “Liked it? I loved it!” Aang smiled indulgently. “Would you like it again?” he asked. Katara turned slowly and looked at him fully. “What are you saying, Aang?” she asked.

Aang gave a low whistle and the foliage behind them began to rustle. All at once three figures jumped out of the trees. They stepped into the light; it was Sokka, Jet, and Longshot, all grinning from ear to ear. ‘What’s this?” said Katara, looking confused. Jet laughed, “We heard you Katara. We’ve been listening this whole time, Slut of the South.” All four boys laughed. Katara pushed Aang. “You fucker!” she said, “This was your plan all along!” But she didn’t look angry; she just looked horny. “Well, Katara, there’s no hiding it now,” said Jet, “We all heard you say you like a good group fuck.” He winked at her. “So here we are,” he finished. Katara stood up with a smoldering look in her eyes and walked past them to the edge of the trees. Aang stood and joined the other three guys, watching her as she stopped at the line of trees. She turned around and grasped the clasp of her robes, unhooking it in one fluid motion and letting her robes fall to the ground. The four boys all gave a simultaneous gasp. They were expecting underwear, but Katara has surprised them. She wasn’t wearing any. “On warm nights like these,” she said in a sultry voice, “I prefer a more natural approach.” There she stood in all her glory, her perfect body shining in the moonlight, showing off her wares: her perky breasts with their exquisite shapeliness; her toned, flat stomach; her smooth, tanned skin; her long, flexible legs; and of course her sexy little shaven pussy, already glistening from her arousal. Four cocks began to harden immediately as four pairs of eyes drank in the sight in front of them. Katara sank to her knees. “Come and get me, boys,” she said.

All four of them practically tore off their clothing, their dicks standing at attention in front of them. Aang with seven inches, Longshot with seven-and-a-half, Sokka with his eight-and-a-half inches, the thickest of the bunch, and Jet coming in at the longest with a nine inch shaft standing at full mast in front of him. All four of them walked over to Katara and stuck their rods in her face. “Mmmmmm,” she said sexily, “four big, meaty cocks. This is going to be fun.” With her left hand she reached out and grabbed Longshot’s shaft and with her right she grabbed Aang’s. She took Jet’s large member into her mouth as she started pumping the other two dicks. Sokka stroked his own cock and fondled Katara’s breasts as he waited his turn. Everyone began to moan as Katara worked their dicks. “Uuuuunh, yeah Katara,” moaned Aang. Longshot was breathing heavily. “Suck it, bitch,” said Jet. Katara’s head was bobbing back and forth on Jet’s cock, making slurping sounds as she greedily sucked him off. Her smooth hands were pumping Longshot and Aang with long, smooth strokes. After a while she took her face off of Jet and clamped her mouth over Sokka’s thick rod, then switched her hands to Aang and Jet, Longshot now jerking off his own dick while fondling her breasts and pinching her nipples lightly. Katara was moaning with her mouthful of cock, “Mmmmmmm.” Sokka grabbed her hair and started thrusting his hips into her face. “Uuuuuunh, yeah,” he moaned, “fuck yeah.” Katara’s attention on their cocks continued for about ten minutes, with her switching between dicks every few minutes.

“Lie down,” said Jet and Katara immediately laid onto her back, raising her knees into the air. Jet dove down between her legs and buried his face into her pussy, licking and slurping with vigor. Katara began to moan, “Uuuuuuunh…mmmf!” but was muffled by Aang kneeling over her face and stuffing his dick down her throat. She immediately began to slide her mouth up and down on his dick, moaning around it while Jet ate her pussy. Sokka and Longshot kneeled down on either side of Katara and guided her hands onto their own pricks, which she began to pump furiously. Jet eventually unearthed his head from Katara’s sopping wet cunt and raised his hips, slamming them down and burying his nine inches deep into her pussy. Katara screamed around Aang’s cock, “Aaaah! Mmf! Mmf!” Jet began to pound into her, holding her legs and thrusting powerfully with his hips. Aang placed his hands on the ground and lifted his own hips and began to thrust into Katara’s mouth. Katara was getting face-fucked and pussy-fucked simultaneously while stroking two other cocks and she loved it. “Mmmmmmmm,” she moaned, “MMMMMM!”

Eventually Sokka pushed Jet aside and grabbed Katara, flipping her over onto her stomach. Aang’s cock fell out of her mouth with a plop. “Get on your knees, bitch,” Sokka ordered. Katara raised herself up onto her knees, presenting her wet twat to him. Sokka squared up and thrust his thick shaft into her waiting pussy. “Uuuuunh,” Katara moaned, “fuck yeah! Fuck my pussy!” Longshot moved over to her face and she immediately stuffed his cock into her mouth. Longshot began bucking his hips, slamming his dick into her throat as Sokka slammed his dick into her pussy. Jet and Aang stood on either side, stroking their cocks and watching with lustful eyes. The smell of sex was heavy on the air for the next fifteen minutes and they kept Katara in this position on her knees, rotating out and taking turns fucking her pussy and her mouth. Eventually Katara pulled her mouth off Sokka’s dick that she was now sucking while Longshot fucked her from behind and stood up. “I have a surprise for you guys,” she said mysteriously. They all looked at her quizzically. “I want a dick in all my holes,” she said throatily, “I want to be triple stuffed.” Sokka looked confused. “But who took your ass first, Katara? It wasn’t me.” He looked at Aang, who shrugged. “Wasn’t me,” he said. Katara laughed, “It was Haru,” she said, “on the mining rig.” Sokka looked indignant. “You let that pansy fuck your ass first?” he said, “Now I’m really going to fuck the shit out of you!”

Sokka grabbed Katara and laid down on the ground, pulling her over him so she was straddling him in a cowgirl position. He directed his cock into her twat and began to pound up into her. “Uuuuuunh, yeah,” she moaned, “Now someone fuck my ass! Fuck it now!” Aang jumped up behind her and grabbed his dick, spitting on her rosebud to lubricate it up, and then pushing his dick slowly into her asshole. “Fuck!” screamed Katara, “Yes! Fuck it hard, Aang, fuck my tight asshole!” Aang obliged willingly, thrusting faster and faster as he worked his hard cock into her deeper and deeper. Sokka and Aang were thrusting in unison now, their cocks slamming into her and meeting against the walls of her pussy, their balls slapping around. Katara was whimpering and rubbing her clit. “Uuuuunh, I’m going to come, uuuuunh,” she moaned again and again. Jet grabbed her head and stuffed his dick down her throat right as she hit her orgasm, flooding Sokka’s dick with her juices and moaning around Jet’s rock hard shaft, “MMMMMMMMM! MMMMMMMMMMMM! MMF! MMF!” The four boys began to take turns in this position until everyone had a chance to fuck Katara’s sopping pussy, tight ass, and warm mouth. Katara was in a state of euphoria as she was constantly filled in all three of her holes with a hard cock. She was having multiple orgasms every few minutes, and the euphoria was just rising and rising. The final and most earth-shattering orgasm came as Longshot was underneath her slamming into her pussy, Sokka was in front of her fucking her throat, and Jet was behind her pounding her ass. She couldn’t handle it this time and she fell over, all three dicks popping out of her as she screamed, “FUCK! FUCK! FUUUUUUUCK! UUUUUNH! Uuuuuuunh!”

Katara writhed around on the ground for a full minute, whimpering and muttering incoherently as her orgasm shook her body over and over again. All four guys were standing around her now, stroking their cocks and watching Katara’s intense orgasm. When she finally came back to earth, she got up on her knees and shoved a hand into her pussy, frigging herself while she moaned up at the four others, “Mmmmmm, yeah, come on me, come all over my face.” The four cocks were throbbing and the four guys were grunting as they approached their orgasms. “I need it, please,” she begged, “I need to feel all your hot come on my face.” She continued to finger-fuck herself as she whimpered for their come. Aang came first, shoving his dick into her face and releasing four spurts of hot come onto her chin and left cheek, moaning as he came, “Uuuuunh!” Sokka was second, unloading three massive ropes of sticky seed into Katara’s open mouth and dribbling onto her chin. “Fuck!” he shouted. Katara was moaning with pure lust and pleasure. “Mmmmmm, it’s so warm and tasty,” she said as she licked it up. Longshot came next and lived up to his name, his first shot sailing right past Katara’s face and landing several yards away. He corrected his aim and his remaining four shots hit Katara full in the face and hair. Jet came almost immediately thereafter, yelling “Take my come, slut!” as his nine inches erupting with seven waves of thick, creamy come that flowed like lava all over Katara’s features. She moaned with joy as she wiped it all off her face and into her mouth, slurping it up and smacking her lips. All four boys were panting heavily. “Wow,” Jet said finally, “You really are the Slut of the South, Katara.” Katara looked up at him and winked devilishly.